11am kickoff, eh? That's mighty early. Essentially, that means any serious tailgate will start around 8 or 9 in the morning; way too early for traditional tailgate fare. The conscientious host will plan accordingly, and change up the menu. Brats and potato salad replaced by breakfast burritos and home fries. Maybe some LaMar's donuts in place of potato chips, and sausage links instead of hamburgers. And, of course, something other than beer in those red solo cups. Now, many in this situation would lean toward a Bloody Mary (or even a Bloody Maria; the same, just with tequila). Me? I'm just not a big fan of tomato juice. Instead, why not enhance the traditional morning OJ with something a little more festive. The resulting concoction, called a mimosa, is this week's gameday cocktail-o-the-week.
Wikipedia would tell us that mimosas were first mixed in the roaring 20s, but that's not important. What is important is that whoever thought this up hit on a goldmine. The process is simple: take one part orange juice, and combine with one part champagne. It doesn't even need to be good champagne (fine, 'sparkling wine'), just bubbly and alcoholic. Pour together in a glass, sit back and enjoy the sunrise. What could be more simple?
Not a fan of champagne? No problem, replace with the vodka you were going to pour into that damn Bloody Mary, and serve up some screwdrivers. Leftover tequila from that failed Bloody Maria experiment? Throw it in with some grenadine, and you have yourself a tequila sunrise. However you do it, the point is, Bloody Marys/Marias are dumb. Tomato juice is dumb. Orange juice is the way of truth, especially when it's boozy. If you disagree, you're wrong.
Happy Friday! Go Buffs, beat the Cardinal